"Get out, you traitor!"

"Get out of here, believe it or not I'm killing you here!"

After the outbreak of Valentinian, for some reason, Valentinian's courtiers exploded one after another like volcanoes of rage, and they stood up sharply and pointed at Odeses in front of them, reproaching him for thinking that the Romans should not serve the barbarians.

Odystes stood in the midst of them, Heng Yan Leng pointed at Qianfu and stood still, the Hun guards beside him guarded him like shields, guarding against courtiers who could not suppress their inner excitement at any time to pounce on and hurt Odystes.

"Enough! That's enough! ”

At this time, Aetius, who had been silent for a long time, finally stood up, raised his right hand, and shouted at everyone present, telling the courtiers present not to do anything more impulsive.

"Now, Lord Odystes." Aetius put down his hand and said to Odetes, "I'm afraid we'll have to talk somewhere else." ”

"That's what I want, Lord Aetius." Odystes saluted slightly, "Then it's better to be respectful than to obey!" ”

After a brief meeting that broke up with Valentinian's rage, Aetius led Odeses out of the palace and into Aetius' carriage.

Here, Aetius breathed a long sigh of relief and said to Odeses: "Your Excellency, what are you doing here, why are you doing this, so..."

"Such an uncivilized act!" Oatees said, couldn't help but snort coldly, looked at Aetius again, and said, "Isn't this what they want to see the barbarians perform?" ”

"But Your Excellency is different!"

"No, it's the same, Lord Aetius!" Odystes said, and it was not difficult to see that his words at this time were not only full of anger, but also resentment, and he must be complaining about something.

"Oh, listen, listen, Your Excellency, I know that was not your intention."

Aetius tried to comfort Odeteus, but Odetheus didn't seem to appreciate it, he snorted coldly, his anger did not dissipate because of Aetius's persuasion, I saw him sigh lightly and said in a heavy and weak voice: "It's all the right decision of you civilized people, let me go to the opposite side of civilization, you are all enemies." ”

"I'm not here to hear your grievances." Aetius didn't seem to be interested in Odeses' recollections, and he kept dodging Odeteus's gaze as he looked at him, while taking off the golden crown on his head and wiping it in his hands. All this action was to hide his inner uneasiness, yes, how could he let Odystes know the truth of this.

Concealment seems to have become a tacit agreement between Aetius and Attila.

"It's between you and Flavis, and it has nothing to do with me." Aetius looked up as if ready to deal with the skeptical eyes, "Say, did Aetius really send you here for an almost impossible wedding to Holdoria?" ”

"No, then what, Lord Aetius." Odystes sneered, as if he didn't have a good temper as long as he stood on Roman soil.

"No way, Attila couldn't be so stupid as to take this childlike joke seriously."

"My king is convinced, Lord Aetius, he didn't take this as a joke, especially since he received the ring of Hodoria, and you should know what it means."

"Attila is really crazy!" Aetius stroked his head, it seemed that Attila's chatter like this really gave his old friend quite a headache.

"He's not crazy, but you, Lord Aetius, should you also explain the disagreement with my king."

"You're the prince of Farank." Aetius knew about it.

"Because of the Franks, you have chosen to stand on the opposite side of Attila, and this is your Excellency's choice, and you have broken the heart of your old friend."

"Enough, Odeses, you can't fool me about this, Attila's idea is very dangerous, even if we were once best friends, we can't easily make concessions and compromises for this."

"Even if Attila didn't have any ill will?"

"He knows exactly what he wants to do, and Frank will always be the most unstable factor in the Rhine line." Aetius appeared to be in charge.

Of course, this also means. You will lose Attila's trust, and you will never again receive any help from Attila. ”

"That's a lot better than my so-called loyal friends' prying eyes and uncertain incursions into my land." Aetius spread his hands, "Land, wealth, and women, these are the things that barbarians love, what else do they care?" Seats in the Senate? ”

Of course, Attila's vision is not limited to this. Odystes stretched his head as close to Aetius' ear as he could, and said to Aetius in a very small voice: "He wants to be like you, Rome, yes, he just wants Rome, as the successor, to be the master of Rome." ”

Aetius's face turned blue in an instant, he glared at Odeses, and said to him in a low voice: "It seems that Caesar is angry because of your rudeness, and wants to teach you a good lesson, which is a very correct decision. You and your master's ambitions are so dangerous, you are robbers, bastards who want to rob everything and want to be dissatisfied! ”

"Haha, yes, yes, you're right, we're robbers, we don't deny it and we're proud of it." Odystes shook his head slightly, "I find it much better to mingle with the barbarians than with you so-called civilized people, at least I am honest with them, and not as intrigued as Your Excellency. ”

"You remember me, Odystes!" Aetius pointed directly at Odeses in front of him, and his words were mixed with a considerable threat component: "Barbarians, even barbarians, even if they wear the toga that symbolizes civilization, it is impossible to change the nature of your barbarism, these rough beasts, who deserve a thousand cuts!" ”

"Say whatever you want, Lord Aetius." Odystes moved back half a step, then looked out the window, and continued: "I don't think Your Excellency should keep me in your carriage any longer, or your courtiers will see it, and you will have to guess whether Your Excellency is plotting some ulterior secret with me, Your Excellency is not afraid to bear such consequences, but I am afraid, after all, reputation is extremely important to anyone, except for the Romans." ”

With that, Odeses saluted Aetius slightly, and then withdrew from the carriage, leaving Aetius, who had not recovered for a long time.